Breland Boardwalk

It's a beautiful day as always in Breland, and the young woman by the name of Yumi Hoshino walks shyly down the boardwalk; her heels clicking upon the boarded flooring, her swelled D-cup breasts bounced around without any elastic support behind the dress shirt and dress jacket of Yumi's Business attire. Around one shoulder was her purse, while in both hands was a bento--a lunchbox filled with rice, shrimp and seaweed rolled sushi; there was also a space for chopsticks and two trays which had both wasabi and soy sauce. She looks relatively pensive and has a frown upon her youthful face. Age 19, and looking for a new job, this should be easy, especially for a girl like herself...if it wasn't for-
-slip!
Yumi lets out a small cry, her face blushed as the heel of one of her shoes got caught on a cut out notch in the wood that made the planked boardwalk up. She falls over, catching her balance upon the fence-line that lined along side the board walk, her bento falling onto the boardwalks planks ahead of her. She bit her lower lip; the black rectangular box didn't break open...but she knew it must be a mess when she opened it up. She lets out another long rolling depressed sigh. "Why do things like this keep happening to me?" she sighs, kneeling down beside her fallen lunch box before pulling herself back to her feet, standing again. She spots a bench looking at the city, away from the beach and the Scardian Ocean. She sighs again, rather wanting to experience the beauty of the scenery than of the cityscape...but what can you do with this luck?

She takes a seat an unwraps her bento-and like she had imagined...it was internally ruined-with rice clumped in the wasabi paste, soy sauce drenched sushi rolls, one of the chopsticks partially broken. She sighs again, her eyes watery. "Can anything else go wrong?" she asked, moving the trays to reveal a wedge of cheese that was wrapped up in wax paper. Removing the paper, it clearly read (which she ignored due to the small print): "Do not eat by waterways."

Nobody on the Breland Boardwalk saw the monster coming. Forever a peaceful city, those walking along the ocean had no reason to believe their lives would be in any sort of danger taking a leisurely stroll down the edge of the gorgeous blue ocean. They were gravely mistaken. Leaping out of the water and over the railing with more majesty than a great white shark, this beast caught everyone by surprise. The size of a bus, this "Host" was a defilement of nature. Some sort of chimera of the ocean. Most of its body resembled a streamlined catfish. An enormous maw with long whiskers, yet it's skin was more amphibious in appearance than scaly. Unlike a catfish, this behemoth had about eight legs; four massive ones to hold up its heavy body, and four smaller ones for...doing more dastardly deeds.

The masses ran screaming the moment the beast landed, spraying the land with ocean water and slime. It opened its huge jaws and roared at those running. Nobody was really dressed to flee. Despite being near the ocean, this section of the boardwalk was lined with beach property offices, very upscale. Pedestrians wore business attire, not the greatest for escaping giant beasts, particularly women in heels.

A blonde woman in a pencil skirt stood frozen by the sight of the beast as it sized her up, presumably for a meal. As it approached her, the poor woman's eyes sunk, and she let out a horrid "Oh god!", her instinct to run finally kicking in. But it was far too late. The moment she spun around to run, the Host leapt forward, its open jaws clamping down over the woman, right at her waist. Onlookers watched in horror as the beast reared its head back, the woman's legs scissoring in the air, revealing her panties and perfect ass as her skirt hiked up. The beast opened its jaws again, allowing the world to hear the woman's desperate cries, but it SNAPPED forward, taking all of her inside, and then SWALLOWED with a sickening GULP.

Her screams went silent. But the crowd's went wild as they continued to run. The beast bolted down the boardwalk in search of another morsel, not fully satisfied.

Still unbeknown to the depressed Yumi, oblivious of the sudden splash and screams of everyone else on the boardwalk due to the ear buds she was wearing, who had set the cheese beside her and began to dig in to her lunch box with her chopsticks. She was listening to a 'how to' video on the process of talking yourself into a job. She yawns, closing her eyes as a large group of business men and women were running past her; while down by the monster was a bikini clad girl on roller blades who had slipped and fell among the crowd; her bouncing red hair swayed around her waist as she fell, her larger DD's bouncing and banging together in their small yellow bikini. Sweat and water dripped down her tanned skin as her big blue eyes look to the giant Eldritch Abomination who loomed above her; her arms crossing her face as she screamed at the top of her lungs, her shapely thighs hooking up with her knee cap upon her belly button as she lays upon the ground on her side.

All the while, the yawning and rather board Yumi stuck some shrimp into her mouth and chewed-further blocking out the cries and screams of pedestrians. She swallowed, a small bulge traveling down her neck before she breaks off a piece of cheese and begins to nibble on it. "At least this cheese is still intact...wished I brought some water at least..." she mumbles, swallowing again before letting out another depressed sigh.

Having another course laying right before it, screaming her lungs out for dear life, the Host couldn't help but indulge. The last woman it'd devoured was "okay", but was rather bland to be honest. Perhaps it was all those clothes she was wearing. The beast's olfactory organs picked up on this one's sweat, and she was definitely an improvement.

It wasted no time in scooping her shapely, roller-skate clad legs into its mouth, chomping down just above her knees. The bikini babe struggled on the ground of the boardwalk, desperately crying out to anyone for help. "Please! Someone, please help! It's eating me! Don't let it eat me!"

Everyone ignored her cries, looking out for themselves. As the Host dragged her back a bit, her bikini got caught on a loose nail in the boardwalk, tearing the tiny garment clean off and freeing her bountiful breasts. They glistened in the sunlight as they flopped to and fro during her struggles. The host slurped up her athletic thighs, and the woman started to wail in protest. With a snap, it took in her ass and abs. She could feel her legs sinking down its wet, tight throat. One hand pressing against its snout, the other attempting to hold her breasts, and her modesty, the woman's eyes went white, pupils shrinking to pin pricks, as the Host opened it's mouth again. She could see straight down the dark chasm to her doom. "N-no. No! NO PLEA--"

She was silenced as the Host snapped upward, taking the whole skater's body into its mouth. Her muffled cries could actually be heard and instant longer as the beast tasted this woman. But it didn't revel in it. He gulped her down, just like that last. Letting out an almost human "aaah" after she slipped down into his belly, the Host still hadn't found what he was looking for. That was was tastier, yes...but not tasty enough.

It continued down the boardwalk.

Yumi ate around the same pace as the creature ate-just with albeit smaller amounts which were not filled with so much oils and fats. Oh, and were not human. She continued to crunch upon her shrimp when a policeman and policewoman were upon the boardwalk. They tried to keep the pedestrians calm, but the male got pushed back and was in the process of being trampled, while the woman constable was thrown forwards, landing upon her skirt clad knees, her brunette hair falling out of her bun and brushed against her bare sensually long neck. She shook her head, holding one side of her forehead before feeling something slimy run through her hair. Looking up, the police woman's brown eyes shrank and her jaw practically unhinged. Staring down at her was the creature, and the short haired woman was struggling to grab her gun, her hand unable to manipulate the leather holster to remove her weapon. Drool dripped upon her blue short sleeved dress shirt, soaking her breasts and exposing her fear hardened nipples.

All the while, Yumi sets her bento upon her lap, and begins to nibble upon another piece of cheese, "Mm...this isn't bad." she continues to eat the dwindling supply of cheese, still oblivious to the chaos practically in front of her.

The creature started to enjoy seeing the fear register in the faces of these humans he was about to eat. The males didn't give off a scent that appeased the beast, in fact the scent was rather nauseating. The females, on the other hand, were pretty good, better than what it was eating in the ocean. Still, they all tasted different, and the Host was getting a sampling, attempting to find the best one. The fear, it seemed, actually made them taste better! Perhaps it was the sweat or other chemicals released because of it. It didn't matter. The Host had another woman before her, glaring up terrified, its tongue around her neck.

She whimpered and gasped as the host used its tinier arms and claws to tear apart the woman's clothes that now sopped from its saliva. "Oh god! OH GOD!"

With the tearing of her clothes, the holster...with the gun still inside...was tossed aside, and she watched in horror as it fell over the side of the boardwalk and into the ocean. The helpless woman was now left on her knees in nothing but her bra, which was so damp it barely hung on, her panties, hosiery, and heels. Turning back from the gun to the monster, she now saw the open maw before her, her breathing becoming shallow. "F-fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Please. Please god...don't eat me--"

The small arms grabbed her by her ass and hoisted her upward into the mouth. "FUCK!" The host this time bit down upon the woman's waist, tearing her in half. Her cries were instantly silenced and a pool of blood dripped from both the creature's mouth and the woman's lower torso, which fell limply to the ground. The host swallowed the cop's upper torso with a quizzical expression. Did her inside's taste better? Hrm, not really. But no need in wasting anything. It scooped up the woman's lifeless legs and they followed the rest of the woman down its pipe.

The host was getting frustrated now. It still hadn't found what it longed for.

She was nibbling on the cheese yet, and it was about the size of a small coin when someone brushed past her legs, letting go of their open bottle of water and splashing it into her face. Yumi let out a distressed cry, dropping her piece of cheese wedge down her blouse, her bouncing bosoms seemed to have engulfed the small cheese item. Ice cold water dripped down her face, down her cheeks and over her chin and neck before dripping around her curves, tickling her nipples with icy pin pricked needles. "How rude!" she cried out, wiping wetness from her nose and eyes while the 'how to tape' finished 'side A'-and then suddenly she could pick up the screams. She blinks, pulling off her earphones, she looks about. "What's going on here?" she asked out loud, puzzled, not aware yet of the fishy 'Host' just out of sight.

The host made its way further down the boardwalk in a huff. It trampled over men it had no taste for, and even over women, now frustrated that it hadn't found what its taste buds desired. But then...it stopped. A scent tickled its nose. Yes. Something was nearby. Something very, very delicious. The host knew it was it. It couldn't smell the fear yet, but it knew once the fear was there, this woman would taste ambrosial.

Not a stone's throw away was a young business woman sitting on a bench, her bento box splattered before her. She was drenched in cool water, her white shirt sticking to her mountainous bosom, causing the pink of her skin to show through. She watched as all the people ran, unknowing of what was happening. Yes, this woman was perfect. Her long, silky legs, her perfect form. She was precisely what the host was looking for. Knowing the woman would never be able to outrun it, the Host simply started walking toward her with conviction, shaking the boardwalk with each stomp.

Yumi blushed, reaching her hands into her blouse for the blasted piece of cheese which was lodged somewhere deep between her breasts, still sitting upon the bench for she had no idea of the walking monstrosity that was slowly approaching her. She cursed and was flustered, the lunch still upon her lap when the other business people and civilians were running past her bench. She blinks as they pass by, "What are they running from?" she asked herself; turning her head to follow the direction where they were running from to finally see what had stirred up the commotion:



At first she simply blinked at 'the host', her eyelids narrowed and her lips turned down in a frown; her overall look emphasizing her lack of expression and confusion. Her right hand was still down her shirt as she turned, her fingers grazing the bit of cheese that had managed to wedge itself deep between her cleavage. It took another second to register it was a giant man-eating monster from the deep that seemed to be honing in on her position when her eyelids rise and her unique brown eyes became pin pricks; her frown deepened further, exposing pearly white teeth that now bore a shocking and grimacing look of terror as the beasts shadow loomed above her, her hand retreating from her cleavage and her body tensing up. "Holy mother of fuck!" she exclaimed, surprised by the creature. It looked like a cross between a shrimp and a catfish; but with the skin of a frog and fish with the eyes of a human? Perhaps? It had a series of arms upon it's chest, and a tall and large limbs that propelled it further towards her. "Oh fucking day!" she exclaimed, looking upon its wide gaping mouth, a undulating throat in the far back stained red with blood and with a very human looking set of teeth that was three times as large as a regular humans.

The host was upon his prey, who at first bore an expression of confusion, but once she realized it's intent, she lit up with fright. It heard her cries, but could not understand her English, nor did it care to. It did, however, enjoy the tone and sound of her cries. It's as if it could taste her already. The beast knew that the more scared she was, the more she squealed, pleaded, and struggled, the tastier this would be. So it loomed over her.

At first she was frozen, paralyzed by the sight, but her motor reflexes tried to kick in. She tried to back away by crawling up the bench she was sitting on, as if that would do her any good. It actually put her at an easier height for the monster. As she tried to balance herself, in addition to the unconscious trembling from fear, her breasts jiggled beneath her shirt, her lower lip quivering. The host could see tears forming in her glassy eyes, eyes that remained fixated on its undulating throat that she was in real danger of heading down.

It grappled her with its smaller hands, pinning her arms to her side, and lifted her into the air. She let out more screams in her native tongue as she was brought toward the open maw, the hot breath and stench wafting over her, quickly followed by a shadow. She was going in.

Seriously. This day really did get worse.

As she was grappled by the smaller shrimp like arms, Her long bare legs kicking and swinging from below her tight skirt. As she swung her legs, the toes of her heels managed to kick the throat of the beast-it's salamander like flesh curling around her toe with a slimy and soft flesh before returning jiggling back into place. Speaking of jiggling, her own breasts bobbed and bounced behind her suit's shirt and jacket while the groping hands of the creature hoisted her towards the mouth; the maw was as wide as her shoulders if not a little bigger. Judging from the human flesh and bone that was clung between some of it's human looking teeth, she guessed the beast could bite her in half or decapitate her if it so desired, hell it still may! "N-n-no no! Someone, anyone?! HELP ME!!!" she screamed as the sun became more blotted out, and the throat ahead of her was becoming darker and darker as her head and shoulders entered the humid hole of the creature's mouth, all the while her large and hanging breasts are outside the maw, the soft tissue grazing the lower lip and teeth of the creature's jaw as it inched her into it's cavernous mouth. She let out a loud and echoing squeal as her breasts graze the front of the creature's lower teeth, saliva rushing between her cleavage and clung to her flesh in stick strands while the feeling alone made her feel eerie and frightful; just imagining the beast biting her right here; her head and shoulders detaching from her body; her arms, with nothing to be attached to any longer, fall to the ground leaving an armless and headless bloody jiggling torso with long sensual and twitching legs attached.

"Please stop! I *sob* I don't *sob* want to die!!!" She cried, tears dripping from her cheeks and onto the creature's tongue. Her raven black hair held up with chopsticks were entering the maw with her terrified face; her silky black hairs tickling the roof of the creatures mouth. She wiggled and writhed, her elbows bending around the hands of the creature while her knees bent and buckled with her kicking-pedaling feet; her struggles caused one of the glossy black shoes to fly from her foot, leaving it bare as it struck another woman in the head. Her screams as intensifying as the Host's hunger.

The host could barely contain its hunger any longer. The woman's shrieking cries, her struggling in his grasp...it was all too much. She hadn't even touched the creature's tongue yet, but it could taste her delicateness, her deliciousness. With a chomp hard enough around her waist to keep her there, but not cut her in half as she had anticipated, the monster began to savor its meal. It lopped the crying woman's face with saliva, tasting her sweat and her tears. As her blouse rubbed over the human-like teeth, it began to tear, slowly exposing those ample breasts to the tongue that so desired to tastes them. The slick organ slid in between the two lithe mountains, nipples erect, and squeezed and kneaded them. They tasted just as perfectly as the host expected them two.

As her breasts were ravished by this creature, she continued to cry, and it started to suck on her. At first, only her suit began crumpling inside the lips, allowing everyone who was watching to see the jiggling ass atop the scything legs outside the creature's mouth, begging for help. But once the suit was inside, her panty-clad ass began to follow, inch by inch she was being slurped inside this monster's maw! With every slurp, her kicks intensified, until they were almost involuntary twitches.

Inside the mouth, she was being drawn ever closer to the growling throat before her. A different doom awaited her than a swift death of being chomped apart. No, it started to dawn on her what her true demise would be as the darkness got darker and the undulating throat seemed to laugh at her. She was going to die alright...die being eaten alive.

She felt the hands force her into the maw up to her waist, the top two buttons of her dress jacket were severed from the cloth as she was brought past the lower jaw, allowing her dress shirt tightly clad shirt to then hang and become assaulted by the tongue. Falling with her hands by her head now that her arms had more room to work with. Her fingers curled around the sticky slime that coated the creature's fleshy fish maw, her back rising with her neck pressed against the ribbed roofing of the dark maw. It is then she hears-and feels, the Host's maw chomping down on her midsection-not hard enough to rip her apart thankfully, but still enough to cause deep indentations in her flesh and to make her feel it. The assault caused gaping maw to clench tight, her teeth gritting each other as she falls upon the tongue with a loud and deeply gasping shriek of pain; it almost sounded as if the 19 year old had been penetrated...by 'other means'.

The tongue's large yet squeezing width slid between her breasts, her white dress shirt which had saliva already soaked through making it appear as peach and skin tight became stressed by the tongue and just like before pop-pop-pop the buttons of the dress shirt popped off-causing her voluminous and lithe D-cup breasts to bounce freely out of their bra-less confinement.

She felt the creature begin to suck on her, causing a weird sensation of saliva matting her body, drenching her suit and her body and sucking it down its throat. This caused her legs outside to twitch and kick, her tight mini-skirt hiked up and only slightly exposed the frilly black thong she wore beneath before even her butt and her long sensual legs were sucked into the maw, inch by inch her body traveled further in, and deeper and deeper; her kicking legs snapped up, and caused the remaining high-heeled shoe to fly up and strike the monster's forehead, leaving her feet bare. Her toes wiggled outside before her ankles were drawn into the mouth; all the while Yumi hung precariously over the dark abyss of the throat below. She saw the small ball of cheese that she was attempting to eat before roll from her saliva trailing breasts and onto the tongue where it became soggy and then floated down the throat ahead of her.

Hair matted to her skull, and saliva dripped from her bangs and eyelashes. She screamed with wide eyed terror as she was quickly plunging into the darkness below.

The host could hardly contain himself. He did taste the cheese as he swallowed it down his throat, but most of it was masked by the ambrosial saliva that was filled with the taste of Yumi's sweat, tears, and the aroma of her fear as she dangled before fleshy opening that marked her doom. He almost didn't want to swallow her. She tasted to amazing, especially her flopping D-cup breasts and whatever juices were coming out from between her legs. Her squirming and the vibrations of her screaming from within were all too much. He tried his very best just to enjoy the meal he'd caught. This was indeed the tastiest woman of them all, and he knew that he'd have no chance at finding another like this, at least not during this hunt...and maybe not even during successive hunts!

But Yumi accidentally caused her end to come sooner than anticipated. While she was trying to push herself back away from the enclosure that threatened to suck her down into this beast's throat, she unwittingly activated the host's gag reflex. She could see it from the outside, but his eyes went wide as the muscles of his throat clamped down upon Yumi's arm, and she let out something along the lines of "OH GOD NO!" before her head and shoulders slid between the tight flesh. Her body squirmed, breasts bouncing and legs frantically kicking as the muscles rippled, taking in her breasts with a GLUP. Her healthy abs followed next, and the rippling continued, very very quickly, her ass following by her trembling legs swallowed down like a wet noodle. She hadn't far to travel, as the host's neck wasn't very long, before she was squeezed out of the esophagus at the stomach's sphincter and into a disgusting pool of green acid in a small sac that could barely hold her and the remains of the three other women he'd since devoured. They we're...unfortunately...already deceased, having not survived the trip down. Yumi was not so lucky.